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Chapter 67 The Death of the Little Zombie

Numerous vines drilled out of Sanyue's pocket, surrounding her and the little zombie in an airtight manner.

"Sister?" The little zombie stared at her curiously, not knowing what she wanted to do.

As soon as her palm was attached to the little zombie's back, San Yue Liu felt a strong attraction, and her supernatural ability shriveled up like a balloon with a hole in it.

"Hee hee." The little zombie grinned, with an expression of enjoyment on her face, feeling the vigorous power of March, but soon, her expression changed suddenly.

There was a force in Sanyue's body, tyranny, greed, and she desperately bit and snatched back the supernatural power, and even started to counterattack.

The little zombie panicked and broke through the vines to escape. If he didn't run away, his hometown would be raided.

However, she used greed to describe that power, so how could it let her go so easily.

The little zombie can only output its supernatural powers uninterruptedly, drink poison to quench thirst, and wait for an opportunity to find a breakthrough.

Sanyue closed her eyes, wanting to feel her own ability. To be honest, this ability is quite uncontrollable, and she still doesn't understand it very well, as if it has its own consciousness.

Every time it encounters an ability with the same attributes as it, it will become extra excited, and it will appear automatically without any need for March.

With the theft, the little zombie is even more unwilling to give up the principle, the humanoid energy bottle.

The principle outside the vine had a pale face and was crumbling. Ah Chun and Da Qiao stood by her side, but they dared not touch her.

I'm afraid that I will also be used as energy by the little zombies.

"Leave me alone, stay away from me." Li raised his eyelids and reluctantly said.

March also found out that she tried to control the stealing, withdraw the ability, and then suck it in, the principle might die.

She glanced at the little zombie, and sent a message to Ah Chun and Da Qiao that they must intercept the little zombie and not let her run away.

Sanyue exhausted all her strength to resist the resistance of the theft, desperately pulling it back.

Stealing, who was forcibly stopped, was like a child who couldn't get candy, rampaging and rolling in Sanyue's body, and even caused restlessness in other abilities in the body.

The balance in the body was broken in an instant, and Sanyue felt that her throat was itchy, and the smell of rust rose straight up.

She suppressed this desire, and slightly let go of the vine, so that the little zombie could take advantage of it.

The little zombie noticed that the strange ability had disappeared, and was overjoyed. He immediately released the grip on Jinghong, tore the vine wall with his claws, and planned to escape from the scene.

Principle fell to the ground with a plop, and was quickly supported by Da Qiao, who made a stretcher out of vines, put her on it, and took her away from the scene.

Before the little zombie could be happy, he had just escaped from the vine and bumped into the sticky spider silk head-on.

In an instant, the whole street was covered with Ah Chun's spider webs so densely that only a mouse could slip through every crack.

"Ahem——" Sanyue spat out two mouthfuls of blood, and gave Ah Chun a thumbs up.

Ah Chun also quickly fled the scene, and hid at the street corner with Go, looking far away, for fear of being infected with the little zombie's ability.

Ah Chun poked the Go, "Eep."

It's time for you to play, silly dog.

"Woof?" Go looked at it blankly, what did it mean when I played.

"Hey!!" Controlling, silly dog!If you control her, Sanyue can easily deal with her!
"Wow woof!" Oh oh oh, Go suddenly realized.

As soon as I got out of the little jiojio, I saw the vines surrounding March and the little zombie again.

Sanyue gradually approached the little zombie, watching the silly boy trying to break through the spider's web, but was entangled in the spider's silk, which became tighter and tighter, and was finally bound tightly, unable to move.

Without any nonsense, Sanyue expressionless, grabbed her hair, stole it like a mad dog that had been hungry for a long time, and rushed into the little zombie's body.

Frantically eating away at her abilities, the little zombie screamed in horror, and turned into a pitiful look, "Sister, sister!"

The cute little face was full of tears, begging Sanyue desperately, and she didn't know how many soft-hearted people were deceived by her face.

Sanyue's heart is as cold as iron, and she is unmoved. If she really has two brushes, after so long, she only ate a third of them.

Seeing that Sanyue refuses to eat hard and soft, the little zombie is completely desperate, and starts to play badly, cursing Sanyue desperately with all the words she can express, just hoping to make her respond.

"Ha~" Sanyue yawned leisurely, waiting eagerly, what else did she not show.

The little zombie shut up, closed his eyes, and waited quietly to die.

……

"Hic." Sanyue hiccupped, with a very strange feeling of fullness, which was given to her by stealing the synchronous feedback.

She defined her relationship with the steal power.

employer and employee.

These two are applicable to her and Stealing casually.

Sanyue didn't dare to think about it any further, she was terrified to think about it carefully.

She still needs to steal the ability now, without the stealing ability, it can be said that she is nothing.

Now, all I can do is hide my ears and steal my bell.

"Is she dead?" A group of weak supernatural beings helped each other down from the small building, both grateful and scared.

"Yeah." March glanced at them, took out the machete, and prepared to chop off the little zombie's head.

What she said before was not a joke, she would absolutely throw the brat's head in that old man's face.

"This is too cruel, she's dead." Just as Sanyue's knife lay across the little zombie's neck, she heard a weak teasing.

"Yeah, she's dead, forget it."

Not only March, but also their companions all turned their heads to look at the two who spoke.

Two frail, fine-featured, men.

"??" Living Buddha?

"Are you two sick?" A girl looked at them in disgust, and quickly pulled out her arm. Oh my god, if I get in touch with them for a second longer, I'm afraid that I'll go straight to the west.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said? Did this little sister think of it like this?"

The current expression of March cannot be described in words, the grandfather of the subway is looking at his mobile phone.

Where did the monster come from, eat my old grandson with a stick!
Sanyue shivered from the cold, raised the knife in her hand, cut off her head, put it in a box, turned around and left.

"Hey, you don't care about us?" The green tea man hurriedly called to Sanyue, with a trace of resentment in his tone.

March's footsteps paused, the green tea man thought there was something going on, and just about to continue speaking, he saw March took out a fire-breathing gun from the space.

Press the switch, as if there is an evil spirit chasing after you, it runs extremely fast, and disappears with a whoosh.

The green tea man's eyes widened in disbelief, and she ran away. Didn't this type of woman just follow him before? !
(End of this chapter)